The sky was covered with a hint of fish belly white, and the first rays of morning light quietly sprinkled on the earth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The island floats above Ellens, and the clear water cascades down with cool vapor.

The sky was clear, there was not a trace of clouds, and the outline of the island was extremely clear.

Twelve small floating islands, each floating above the 12 districts.

It is the abode of the twelve holy angels, and is revered as the Twelve Houses.

Laurel Palace.

In the huge garden, a huge and stout laurel tree grows on the edge of the lotus pond, with dense branches and leaves, almost covering most of the island.

The lake water is clear, the green lotus leaves roll down the crystal water droplets, the fish gently exhale bubbles under the lotus leaves, hesitating, as if infatuated with the handsome figure on the water surface.

The young man stood by the lotus pond, his plain white robe spotless, and the corners of his clothes fluttered gently in the morning breeze.

Colorful fish food is sprinkled on the surface of the water,

The fish jumped onto the surface from under the lotus leaves, swallowed the fish food, and then disappeared into the clear waves.

The pale golden eyes looked at the sparkling waves gently, and the young man had a shallow smile on his lips.

Footsteps came from behind him.

The boy turned back and saluted respectfully.

"Teacher. ”

The old man waved his hand, and his voice was gentle: "Seeing that you are not in the temple, I guessed that you have probably come here, and sure enough." ”

"It's been a long time since I've been back. The voice was soft, with infinite nostalgia.

It had been a long time since he had been in the Temple.

"I remember when I first brought you here, you only had ...... So high. He gestured at his chest.

The old man looked up at the dense laurel branches and leaves, and his voice was long as if sighing:

"Time flies. ”

I still remember when he walked into this garden with the blonde child, and the boy held the golden laurel tree he had given him, and his smile was brighter than the sun.

"Mirror, congratulations on becoming a holy angel, you will be the master of this laurel palace from now on, you must work harder and dedicate your strength to Ellens. ”

He gently rubbed his blond hair.

"Yes! The mirror will work hard, and will never disappoint the teacher. ”

Clear and bright eyes full of confidence, the little boy looked at him earnestly with a golden seed in his hand, and his blonde hair and the sun shined together.

Later, the seeds germinated and grew leaves, and in a blink of an eye, they had become towering giant trees.

The green laurel branches and leaves swayed gently in the morning breeze, and the branches and leaves glowed with a faint golden light.

"Teacher, I've already investigated the explosion of Galandelle again. ”

"Oh? ”

"A powerful shielding barrier was placed near Galandelle to cover up the sound of the explosion and other anomalies at the time of the incident. It was so hidden that all of Ellens didn't notice it, and our search party was a day late to find the missing man. ”

“...... Enchantment?"

"Yes. Also, a strange circle was found near the pit. Although it is only a small part of what remains, it is extremely complex and profound, and there is no such circle recorded in any book. Based on its anomalous fluctuations in mana, and the residual dark aura, I guess it's probably ......"

Qingxue Jingjing paused, as if hesitating.

Say. ”

“...... It was probably a resurrection ritual. ”

The old man stared at the sparse few flowing clouds in the sky, the morning light gradually rose, the morning sun was like fire, and the light dispelled all the haze.

"According to the patrol report, the Galandel demons have been frequent in recent days, and they have appeared in the circular area centered on the crater, as if they are looking for something. ”

The blazing sun shone from the sky, and the old man's white hair was brushed in the wind, dyed with a scorching golden light.

"Teacher, something has come back to life. ”

Qingxue Mirror frowned, and her pale golden eyes reflected the morning light like fire:

"According to the autopsy report, the bones were not burned, and some powerful dark force in the circle had drained all the breath of life in an instant, so that it took on the illusion of scorching. ”

"This is not an explosion at all, but a sacrifice! Someone set up a magic circle, brought in the team who was ordered to investigate, and sacrificed them as a sacrifice! and then disguised it as an explosion, and even set up an enchantment to delay time, in a vain attempt to confuse the public. ”

The old man looked motionless at the fiery morning glow, his eyes slowly closed.

In the middle of the night, he muttered as if to himself:

"Enchantment, Circle...... Hehe, that's really that person's style. ”

He opened his eyes suddenly, half of the mask on the right side of his face stained with fire.

"It's been 300 years, and it's really tireless. However, Ellen is no longer the Ellanyis of three hundred years ago, and I am no longer what it used to be. ”

"Mirror, don't leak this matter for the time being. Immediately strengthen the vigilance of the twelve side gates, and notify the twelve holy angels to convene a meeting. ”

"Also, immediately begin restricting access to all doors, and at the same time launch a search for Galandelle. ”

The morning sun is full of sky, and the morning sun is like fire. The old man's voice was cold with a hint of cruelty:

"I want to know what they're looking for. ”

Night.

The moonlight is like water, crystal clear.

The lights in the hut went out, and only the moonlight poured in from the window, shedding a pillow of clear light.

A badge rests on a pristine white pillow.

The golden bay leaves are swirling, and the golden green glow flows through the crystal green gemstones, shimmering slightly in the clear moonlight.

Qianling curled up in the quilt, one hand supporting her chin, looking intently at the badge, her fingers caressing along the bay leaf.

Everything was like a dream.

Qianling turned over and slept on the pillow, holding the badge in front of her eyes.

The golden-green light flickered slightly, and a slightly cool touch came from the fingertips.

The moonlight is blurry, and the amber eyes are slightly misty, like steaming mist.

She was dazed by the memory of an afternoon many years ago.

The memory is full of blooming roses, pink and red, falling quietly.

The little girl stood beside the rose bush, and the small wounds left by the rose thorns were carved deep and shallowly.

Her thin body was covered by shabby clothes, her long chestnut hair covered her eyes, and her gray little face was dotted with a few small freckles.

A pair of bare feet stood on the ground slightly hot from the sun, and she looked up at the blue sky.

The sunlight was a little harsh, and she squinted slightly.

The children in the distance clasped their hands and watched her laugh mockingly and whistle defiantly.

It was as if the clouds suddenly obscured the sun, casting a cool shadow in the sky.

Blonde hair sparkling with the sun,

The white wings flapped slightly, and the white feathers fluttered in the breeze.

The boy landed lightly from the air, his long, snow-white wings stretched out behind him, glowing with a sparkling sheen.

Blonde hair more dazzling than the sun, cheeks cleaner than snow, white robes fluttering, golden laurel branches and leaves delicate and beautiful.

It was like a god descending into the world.

The girl stared at him blankly, as if she were looking at a completely different world.

As if noticing her gaze, the boy turned his face slightly,

Smile lightly.

Like sunlight suddenly pouring down through the cracks in the clouds,

Couldn't help but light up her world.